Da jourNee tyl thus spoke coNtINues!
“they woulDN’t lysteN”
1. bag! (prod. by juneayth.)
2. wuNtahme (prod. juneayth.)
thaNk u.

they woulD’Nt lysteN

Shawn May - they woulD’Nt lysteN

Produced by and featuring Adé Hakim
Cover art by @flagthis

Trading Jerseys w/ Adé Hakim

Can’t figure it outtttt 
Mixed by my bruv WilfMerson, thank you Hal for producing.

100 Cedis (prod. by Hal Haywood)

prod. nobody

lyrics:
Dodging questions like a matador
Every time I fell there was no padded floor
Fuck the school grades this music matters more
Living with my cousins I ain’t had a door
Created my own the locks were padded
Sorta sad that I dun sat ashore
While everybody prosper around me 
They acting so reckless
Chains been holding me down 
And I got no necklace
They outgoing
I don’t even go out
Tryna be an idol
Yet I’m too shy to row out
This stings harder than a yellow jacket
Feelings boxed in like I bubble wrapped it
Life’s a war and I been thinking about another tactic
Either way I’m always caught up in some action
Slits on my palm from the pacts I made 
Back in the day
When this rapping was passionate, getting past my days
Wasn’t taxing
Write a verse or else I’ll go insane, batshit
Now a verse be driving me insane, been slacking
Use to say I’m pragmatic but I never have been
ill fortune’s automatic i just let it happen
And my passions live nomadically 
Remember back then
When I felt like people liked me or at least myself did
Nowadays my psyche really need protection 
When I look at my reflection I just miss affection
Pray this music is a blessing not a misdirection
Not a misdirection

PRAY

prod. nobody

lyrics:
All my days so azul 
My own mind been tryna play me for a fool
Been lost 
We ain’t won in a minute uh
Got lots of work to do
When things fall apart you best pick up the tools
And get to work with it
Desperately reconstructing til it hurt again
Can’t grasp reality
When I’m gone the birds still gonna chirp man
Only way to live is through another person
I still distance
A crippling hypocrite who begs no assistance 
All I see is closed blinds but I swear I got the vision
Can’t grow out of the sadness nor in rap with this division
I keep swearing it will change
Fall in their places, rearrange
Yeah these notions so deranged 
Pain is such a bitter tang
I spit it on the mic and still my mindset is the same
Yeah this rapping is my truth huh
Thought it’s supposed to set you free huh
Guess I’m lying in the booth man
When the lion shows it’s teeth
This where you find what’s left of me

AZUL

the chinese used to use paper armor and apparently it would work, for the most part,,

Armor Paper Thin

sv3 sooN! 
ah preseNt 2 u all “IND 13: Da preluDe 2 sv3” 

mIxeD, mastereD & arraNgeD by juNe 

1. FREE7 (prod. juneayth.) 
2. thoughts 13 (prod. ZekeUltra) 

ruN thus spoke!

Shawn May - IND 13: Da preluDe 2 sv3

prod. nobody

lyrics:
Been tryna focus on my pen lately
Seen my homies blowing up it made me think maybe
I could really do it
Reflect on shit that I been through it’s really been crazy
Now we gotta move it
Blood red ink
Mistakes I made
Are laid upon the pages
Learning how to turn em with the ages
Told myself that I just need patience
So I carry these emotions like a keepsake
My mirror seeing bleak faces
But I been told that nothing ever lasts
Hope that ain’t applying to my raps
I been checking in my bag like we at the port
Scribbling these rhymes
My first and last resort
Finally found a home I couldn’t ask for more

checkitout

nobody

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